132: Chapter 132 Drug Testing

The top-ranked Special Forces soldier from Country Y had been holding onto the first-place position.

At this moment, he felt a significant disturbance coming from behind.

The Country Y soldier looked back and discovered a lean Special Forces soldier galloping toward him. His Speed was breathtaking, as if the world's sprinting king, Bolt, had arrived.

His pupils suddenly constricted: "Is this a Special Forces soldier from Great Xia?"

"How can his Speed be so fast!"

"He's left everyone else behind?"

This Country Y soldier was beyond shocked. He never imagined that the current second place would be a Great Xia soldier, and furthermore...

The man's Speed was so high that he was about to catch up.

Fifty meters!

Forty meters!

Twenty meters!

Yang Han was now running side-by-side with the soldier from Country Y.

"No way, I'm the first!"

"I can't let someone from Great Xia snatch it away. Our Country Y has taken first place in the Carlos Competition for three consecutive years. This time, we must take it again."

The Country Y soldier roared inwardly, exerting himself desperately. His face turned beet red as he strained every muscle in his body.

However, it was futile. Yang Han was like a Bolt of lightning, swiftly overtaking him. He didn't even look back after passing, as if surpassing the leader was nothing remarkable.

In that moment, the Country Y soldier's eyes widened, feeling utterly frustrated.

"My first place!" He was unwilling to accept it.

Up in the stands, the Major General from Country Y also looked rather displeased. Everything happening was quite strange; this Yang Han had suddenly charged to the front with breathtaking Speed.

"How long can he maintain this Speed?"

This question occupied the minds of all the generals from various nations in the stands.

Yang Han's explosive power and sprinting ability were so strong that no one present could compare.

However, his endurance was something worth pondering.

Such a high Speed likely reached the level of an eleven-second hundred-meter dash. Most people couldn't reach eleven seconds; that was already the standard of a professional athlete.

One kilometer, two kilometers, three kilometers.

Four kilometers!

Four kilometers had passed. Under the watchful eyes of the generals, Yang Han's Speed hadn't slowed down in the slightest. He was still sprinting at the same pace he used to overtake the Country Y soldier.

On the track, it was a breathtaking sight, like a humanoid mountain leopard.

Finally, at the five-kilometer mark, Yang Han arrived in first place.

At the finish line, a timing official abruptly glanced at his stopwatch.

He immediately gasped.

"What? He only took 15:00!"

Fifteen minutes!

For a five-kilometer cross-country run, Yang Han only took fifteen minutes to finish!

This wasn't on flat ground; this was a track mixed with rugged terrain and mud. Running it in fifteen minutes was incredibly exaggerated!

Yang Han's legs were covered in mud, but he seemed oblivious to it as he calmly walked off the track.

Many soldiers watching from the sidelines couldn't help but look shocked. This kid was first? How was he so fast?

"Sir."

"Please wait in the designated area for contestants."

Two soldiers suppressed their shock and spoke to Yang Han. Yang Han nodded and casually walked to the side.

Up in the stands.

The expressions of the various generals were both shocked and grim. Was this Great Xia soldier here to disrupt the game?

His Speed was absurdly fast; was this truly human Speed?

At this moment, two thoughts crossed the minds of the generals.

One was that Yang Han had taken performance-enhancing drugs to achieve such a fast Speed.

The second was that Yang Han's true identity was a professional athlete, specially invited by Great Xia to participate in this competition.

Regardless of the reason, it suggested that Great Xia's actions were somewhat underhanded.

Consequently, many generals looked cold, but they didn't dare look at Gao Shiwei. After all, he was a Lieutenant General of Great Xia; his status was too high for anyone to openly show him attitude.

"I feel that this Great Xia soldier's Speed is a bit too fast, isn't it?" Major General Yamamoto spoke up with a modulated tone.

Major General Jin sneered and said, "Is it very fast? Perhaps this is the true strength of Great Xia's Special Forces. In previous Carlos Competitions, it seems Great Xia's truly powerful soldiers didn't participate."

The two played off each other with sarcastic remarks. Many generals had strange expressions, all suspecting that there was a major issue with Yang Han.

Major General Mars's eyes flickered: "Rest assured, everyone. After the first event ends, we will routinely conduct drug tests on all participants."

"If there's any problem, it will certainly be detected immediately."

After those words were spoken, Major General Yamamoto chuckled: "That might not be good. If we find out some soldier was on drugs, it would hurt our relations."

This was clearly a sarcastic jab at Yang Han.

Gao Shiwei remained calm and didn't argue. These arrogant people who looked down on Great Xia and thought it couldn't produce strong warriors would soon learn how ridiculous their arrogance was.

Yang Han was just that powerful!

Another eight minutes passed, and all the Special Forces soldiers crossed the finish line.

In the final stretch, Xiang Yu and Lu Yan from the Beast Battalion, as well as He Chenguang and Xu Tianlong from Dragon Blade, all broke into the top ten. It could be said their results were quite good.

After all, they had been obstructed by some petty people at the beginning, which prevented them from running with full focus. Otherwise, making the top five would have been possible.

"First place is Brother Han."

"Brother Han is awesome."

"Brother Han!!"

The Dragon Blade members shouted in unison, while the Beast Battalion members had mixed emotions.

Yang Han's Physical Fitness was like that of a leopard; it was terrifying. Even among top-tier athletes, he would be considered elite.

Xiang Yu and the others' perception of Yang Han changed once again.

This man didn't just excel in Combat; his Physical Fitness was equally terrifying.

At this time, the referee looked at the score sheet, a strange look appearing in his eyes.

"First place, exactly fifteen minutes..."

"This... has refreshed the best record for the five-kilometer mountain cross-country since the founding of the Carlos Competition!"

"The previous record was 16:32. That record was very impressive and had been held for six years without being broken."

"But this time someone broke it, and they surpassed the previous record by so much!"

The referee was incredibly shocked. Having been a referee for many years, this was the first time he had seen a record shattered by such a large margin.

"Everyone, assemble."

The referee spoke to the crowd who had finished running.

As many gathered at the assembly point, the referee said coldly: "Now, everyone, go for a drug test!"

"You, go first!"

The referee suddenly pointed at Yang Han.

He spoke in English, which Yang Han naturally understood. Most people from other nations present also understood, and their eyes lit up.